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/\_\ \_____\ FROM THE DESK OF THE GRAND CRUSADER
\ \ \/ / / / Sir Benedicto Silverain
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The Dauntless rises anew from Her sovereign realm, the Mother of all that dwells within Her domain.

As is the want of a Divine that strives continually towards Her vision of Paradise, the values that She encourages in mortalkind have shifted to reflect Her latest transition.

Courage! Resilience! Glory!

The ranks of the Intrepid welcome those who will sail on despite the dark clouds on the horizon. Those who find exultation in the thrill of defying the storm whilst it rages about them. Those who laugh in the face of fear and stand unyielding despite the piercing hail and driving rain.

She seeks those that have the strength of heart to achieve their own unique vision of Paradise.

However, there may be those of you wondering why I write to the realm as a whole?

The answer is simple.

Your first act of courage, your first demonstration of resilience, your first taste of glory, will be to cast off your ignorance - the anchor that holds you in place. Instead, I encourage you to follow the guiding light of the Grand Flame as one would the comforting illumination of a lighthouse beam. By so doing, you will avoid despair as you flounder and become wreckage upon the perilous rocks lurking beneath the surface of the waves. You will escape the cruel and merciless embrace of the unforgiving ocean.

Only by following the Light can you truly share in the bounty of the Mother of the Sea.

Ever forward.

Penned by my hand on Closday, the 20th of Omeian, in the year 0 AC.